There are moments when you think life is going one way and a major curveball sends you the complete opposite direction. That’s me, standing in the rain, wondering how things went so terribly wrong.
What do I need? To hide at my brother’s house to lick my wounds.
What do I get? My brother’s roommate, sexy-as-sin best friend, Carter Kennedy.
The cute, adventurous boy who was my teenage crush. The inspiring, irresistible man who will never be mine.
But then things get complicated with fun-filled days and pleasure-filled nights.
If Carter wasn’t the most commitment-phobic person I know, I could consider the cliché of dating my brother’s best friend. But he will never fit the husband checklist I made to find the man who will be my world, and I’m not willing to compromise on that.
At least, that's the plan.